Chapter 67: Visitors from Outside the Mountain

I saw the two of them foaming at the stars, getting closer and closer.

Looks like you're going to fight.

Jiang Cheng hurriedly pulled the two apart, stayed in the courtyard, and closed the door.

Cut off from the outside world.

When outsiders see this, they must not trespass on people's houses! Moreover, this is not an ordinary person.

This is the senior brother of the inner gate, with a prominent status, and he is naturally superior to them.

"Scattered, scattered. ”

Seeing that they were bored, everyone dispersed in a hurry and brushed their sleeves away.

Inside the door.

"Look at what I'm doing. Ye Chen glanced at the other party and said in a disdainful tone.

"What are you doing?"

I didn't expect the other party to be still aggressive.

"Okay, okay, don't quarrel anymore, there is nothing in the world that cannot be discussed, and sit down and talk slowly, take a sip of tea, and moisten your throat. ”

"Humph!"

"Humph!"

Peacemaker Jiang Cheng, a smile appeared on his handsome face, and glanced at the two of them, but he didn't expect the two of them to look away from each other, and snorted coldly.

Pin your hands in front of your lower abdomen, and you don't want to look at any of them.

pursed his lips, and found that he had talked too much and his mouth was dry, so he waited for Jiang Cheng to return from making tea.

Ye Chen and Fifth Dream sat at both ends of the stone table, sulking, and one was unwilling to take care of the other.

Jiang Cheng, who felt the smell of gunpowder fade, smiled slightly: "I'll make tea, the two of you will wait for a while, and you will come." ”

The two of them ignored him, they were both sulking!

He didn't care in the slightest, pacing away.

......

After making tea, Jiang Cheng walked over steadily with a sandalwood plank.

There are three blue and white porcelain teacups on it, as well as a pot of tea.

He always had a faint smile on his face and maintained an elegant demeanor.

"Two, the tea is ready!

After the sandalwood planks are placed firmly on the stone table, the tea from the teapot pours into the teacup like a small waterfall.

Jiang Cheng pursed his lips and smiled: "Try the tea I grew myself, how does the tea taste like I made?"

Ye Chen and Fifth Dream didn't see it at all, they slowly picked it up, blew it a few times, and took a few sips.

"Good tea, good tea! There is a faint astringency at the first taste, after flowing into the throat, after melting in the mouth, there is a faint hint of sweetness, not bad but not coarse. ”

With a light "huh", Ye Chen glanced at Jiang Cheng's eyes with a little more admiration, growing tea by himself, making tea by himself, making tea by himself, one-stop service, it is really high1

He also thought that these sword cultivators did not pay attention to cultivating sentiments, and only knew how to practice swords all day long, and when dealing with the enemy, they would only say, "Look at the sword!"

Even the picky Fifth Dream bowed his head in satisfaction after tasting a few sips of tea and expressed his affirmation.

It was also the first time he had tasted the tea of this man she didn't want to see.

From the tea, you can feel that his tea ceremony skills are not shallow, at least much more clever than those present.

Suddenly, when the two of them were drinking tea, their mood and artistic conception were sublimated.

I realized the truth from the tea, all living beings are suffering, hungry and empty, and after suffering the vicissitudes of the world, you can realize the mystery of life, spend the endless sea of suffering, bitter and sweet, and have an endless aftertaste.

Not much.

Ye Chen drank a cup of tea, took the initiative to pour the spout of the teapot, filled his teacup with tea, and took a sip: "I don't know how Brother Jiang made such high-quality tea, is there any unique secret recipe?"

Brother Jiang, the above title always feels weird, but the simple Jiang Cheng didn't think much about it, his eyebrows were as tender as water, put down the teacup in his hand, put it on the stone table, sat upright, and answered his question slowly: "There is not much difference from the traditional tea-making process, but the kneading process is not quite the same." ”

At this point, he paused and began to play a dumb riddle.

"What's that? tell us to stop selling it here. Ye Chen didn't have that patience, so he hurriedly asked.

Pulling the hair that fell from his sideburns, Jiang Cheng's gaze returned to the two of them.

Word by word: "I am...... Squeeze ...... with my jade feet In this way, the water in the tea is drained, and it contains the power of my human body essence. ”

"Puff~~~"

The fifth dream just took a sip of tea, but was shocked by the truth that Jiang Cheng said casually, and suddenly his face turned red, and he felt a disgusting feeling.

The tea sprayed directly on Ye Chen's face on the other table, and Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, unable to speak for a long time.

He drank a big cup, and this product only explained the production process at this time, isn't this a trick?

No wonder there is a bitter taste in front, feeling that this is the taste of your feet, MMP.

"I won't drink it anymore!" Ye Chen squinted at the fifth dream who sprayed tea on his face, took out a piece of paper from his arms, and wiped his face full of yellowing and turbid liquid, the liquid was naturally tea.

"I'm not drinking anymore?" the fifth dream also responded.

"Aren't we drinking anymore?didn't we drink it just now?" Jiang Cheng, who couldn't answer, scratched his head and said.

He didn't think it was a big deal! It was a craft that had been passed down from his ancestors for generations!

After the tea is removed.

The three of them sat around the stone table, and after a moment of silence, Ye Chen was about to get up and leave.

There is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed, life is all about saying goodbye, and no one can always accompany anyone.

However, the sky above the three of them suddenly shone with golden light.

When I looked closely, the mighty lion who had been covered in golden fur soared in mid-air, and it was the long-lost golden lion, the mount that the monk Miaozhen had subdued.

"Isn't this the legendary golden lion? Looking at this breath, I'm afraid that I will break through the realm of qi cultivation and ascend to the realm of morning dew in the near future!"

Jiang Cheng investigated the comer a little and found out the roots.

Ye Chen and Fifth Meng, who were about to leave, guessed what was going on at once.

It seems that Monk Miaozhen broke through in advance, and this time he specially sent a golden lion to receive the two.

As expected, the next moment, the golden lion's golden-colored pupils bloomed with golden light, and the king's aura burst out, and the three of them felt an invisible pressure.

"Come on!" The golden lion said majestically.

"Okay!" Ye Chen and Fifth Dream said in unison.

"Where are you going?" Jiang Cheng couldn't sit still, a little anxious, and wanted to keep the two.

"See a man. ”

Ye Chen and Fifth Dream slowly approached the golden lion that fell from mid-air, and Ye Chen replied casually.

Jiang Cheng was a little frustrated, and bowed slightly: "En." ”

After sitting firmly on the back of the golden lion, clouds rose again from the golden lion's feet, and its body slowly floated.

With a flick of his fingers, the golden lion carried the two out of here, and Jiang Cheng watched the two leave.

He thinks that there must be some secret thing to do, and it is inconvenient to tell him this insignificant person!

The golden lion carried the two of them without any effort, after all, it had pulled the heavy golden chariot before, and he was silent in front of the two of them, without saying a word, and flew intently towards Wutai Mountain, the place where incense was enshrined.

Fifth Dream rubbed the golden lion's golden hair, and was very happy, and muttered, "Wow! I didn't expect its hair to be so comfortable to touch, it was even silkier than a kitten's hair." ”

Golden Lion: "......"

It's cool to brush the hair for a while, and it's cool all the time.

It was like a galloping golden light in the air, crossing the sky, shining brightly.

The speed was very fast, and it didn't take much time to cross the lofty mountains and reach Wutai Mountain.

Here are some scattered temples, the sound of Buddha resounds, the incense is flourishing, and there is often smoke lingering over the temple.

A group of bald donkeys walked in an orderly manner on the bluestone paved path, and the sound of beating wooden fish was heard in the main hall, and a group of bald donkeys sat cross-legged on the futon and chanted the unintelligible bird language.

"Isn't it here? Why don't you go down?" he asked with a serious face, seeing that the golden lion did not mean to fall.

"Master, waiting for the two of you in another place, it is not convenient to move, so I was called to receive the two. The golden lion replied leisurely.

Ye Chen's eyebrows furrowed, sensing that things were not simple, and continued: "So where are we going now?"

"On the shore of Silver Mirror Lake near Mount Wutai. ”

The golden lion replied without thinking.

Ye Chen bowed slightly, and the fifth dream was also a look of awakening.

As the golden lion's figure flickered, a silver-white lake spread out in the eyes of the two of them like a picture scroll.

The surface of the lake is as smooth as a mirror, and the water is not rippling, and it can be used as a huge mirror to reflect your own appearance.

The surrounding mountains and trees are reflected on the surface of the lake, and you have to admire the magic of nature.

The golden lion slowly descended, landed safely, and carried the two to the lake.

"It's time to come down. The golden lion spoke in a flat tone, reminding the two who were still on him.

It was the first time he had carried someone other than Monk Miaozhen, and now he felt like he had almost become a tool lion.

"What about Monk Miaozhen?" Ye Chen's palms were spread out, covering his eyebrows and looking into the distance, but he didn't catch a glimpse of Monk Miaozhen, and he couldn't even see a bird feather.

"Look up!" the golden lion lifted his mighty lion head and shook off his blond fur, which had become messy from being ridden by the two.

Ye Chen followed the golden lion's gaze, and a bald donkey with closed eyes was sitting in the void, calm and relaxed. It is like an ancient Buddha manifested in the world, the treasure is solemn and sacrosanct.

There was a faint arc of thunder floating on the surface of the skin, and it seemed like a terrifying thunderbolt exploded between breaths and breaths.

The most conspicuous thing is that the skin around it is yellow, if there is a monk of Wutai Mountain here, he will definitely recognize it, this is a harbinger of casting a golden body!

This person's talent is absolutely terrifying, and it is said that there are ancient saint monks who have attained the Tao, and when they achieve the golden body, all laws will not invade, attracting visions of heaven and earth, and thunder will be mighty.

In this way, the realm can be initially achieved, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a demon.